The Bag Lady

1. Fine, I don’t drink coffee anymore.
2. “Vern” from “Stand by Me”
3. Redtop

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Get to Know You #59

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Let’s face it folks

We got a lemon

In the words of Twitter’s Twits –

“I’m plum crazy for that guy Trump”

The tangerine facade is wearing off.

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Three Things Challenge #MM12

There he is, a fantasy

Shiny and bright his legacy

I dream of meeting, but it’s only a wish

Even he cannot provide a fix

Colors beaming, beautifully reigned

Flying free, the horse’s mane

I once wished upon a star

Hoping trouble stood afar

Maybe this time I’ll find it true

In a knight so lighted blue.

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http://thebeginningatlast9.com/2025/03/27/no-theme-thursday-3-27-25/

thoughtful

defiant arms

indecision waying

remembering her face, her smile

regrets

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Open Link Night #381

some problems

reach infinity

faith lessens

sunlight bares the truth

answers keep you safe

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A tale about Miss Silly Frog

https://mymindmappings.com/

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The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS March 29, 2025

Mr. Pluckmenot, devious chicken plucker, entered the tunnel secretly. ‘Twas a trap for innocent, naive fowl looking for safety. After they assembled, brick fences lowered and record breaking plucking done.

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https://estherchilton.co.uk/2025/03/27/can-you-tell-a-story-in-279/

Smooth as heavy silk

Spreading around you

Comforting warm, soft

No edges, corners or sharp seams

Any color you wish, possibly soft pink or golden brown

You wrap your mind and body with it

And even though it is only material,

It wards away doubt, hate, cold and indifference.

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W3 Prompt #152: Wea’ve Written Weekly

Joy, so happily expressed in a full hot pink skirt

Dancing and swirling around my feet – soft shoes and pink socks move to the rhythm of a polka

Oompahs easily stepped to, all whirling as if the hot breeze itself sets the pace

Sunset approaching amplifies the happy hues, though shadows dare not yet appear

The day colors of joy and summer brights raising spirits subtly move aside allowing darker hues to creep into the sunset sky.

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Poetics: Personifying The Abstract